March 2012
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This One Is Nice. →
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February 2012
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Dreaming To Be Different
You and I, you and me, we are tied to the ground with our hands surrendering defeat. The rooftops above and the stars as wide as our eyes can wander. The end of the world and back, one and one we can fly together. Losing all our sleep to stand up for what we believe in. Looking back at what we did, remembering how we tricked that lucky devil. Reaching the end of the world, as we remember how it is...
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Too Loud and In Our Past.
Mending myself back together as the pieces you’ve taken from me were finally returned. As our years had been long, long gone, I still miss the smile I would see with the sunrise through our windows on the lake front. Our silence and graceful moments. One hand tucked beneath the other. Sliding through the doors, sitting patiently on the porch swing wrapped in one another. Allow me to forget...
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I Will Always Look For You.
There are those days when the words are spinning of my mouth, too out of control, too controlling to be honest. We begin to take back what we said but it doesn’t matter anymore as my heart is always going to be yours. Flawless as you think you are, this is what I feel in believing you’re mistaken with letting me down behind the truth hidden. The carpet has our past underneath it as the...
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The Porch Door Is Open.
Why you let Chicago change you will forever break a once mending heart. Pure gold presented in the light of day. Lines of the world taking back what was truly grace. You forgot your roots and broke my heart on the way out of the house next door. Back in time, the world we loved will never remain the same. Tripping on the roses in your front yard. Years we had are long gone and this American baby...
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Backdoor Secrets.
Walking with my head down, ready to escape this City. You’ll never know what you do to me. This is the last time I will believe that this is what I thought we would be. Bigger than life, the years down the road we will runaway. Backdoor hideouts. Speaking now just as clear as the sky is blue in the month of February. Gestures and hand signs are the marching invitation we strive for. Floating...
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Solid Gold.
Calling each other out, following through the moments of starting something good. Never being able to stop this idea of young love. Relative in the medicine of being uptight and too tired for this life. Holding the key but willing to let it all go. Going down, the time is messing up our games inside our minds. Still here, and not pausing my life for you anymore. Taking the beating through the...
I might have to start selling prints again because...
ashleyosborn:
I have no time for a paying job and all of my jobs do not pay. It’s great.
Make her rich.
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I Don't Want To Be Reminded.
Always remember me by wearing black. Colorful underneath exterior. Living life through this empty stage process. Making moments to have them mashed up late at night. Swallowed whole in the mystery of forgetting others. Coming up from nothing. Beating your odds, never thinking of what could have happened. Take my hand as we are hanging around in this picture perfect moment in my mind. Shaking you...
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Well Ain't That The Truth.
Making sure nothing goes wrong through the warm February weather. Deciding that this is all we have to give and if nothing else, this should be enough. Changing my ways to make myself seem better for you. Distasteful and upset, I am no longer myself. These past few days I have been in a haze, becoming me again. Flawless through the eyes after ten simple drinks. I feel alive and there is nothing...
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For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the...
– Rudyard Kiplings
I have searched high and low to understand the concept and meaning behind the world of love. I have witnessed my friends experience love in all different races, ages, sexes, and generations. While people are complaining that their relationships aren’t going in the ‘right direction’ I sit here alone the night before Valentine’s Day without any clue as to what it feels like with the anticipation for...
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Oh So Very Much.
Never let me forget you in the sun of a thousand of July’s. Blinded but all I see is you, while I have lost this year. Seeing danger behind the sign of our souls. Did you miss me or we’re we never one another’s joy? Remembering the time we had underneath a burning bridge. Praising each other, you and I are making sure that this world is lived through a wonderland. Too many...
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Trying To Forget.
I don’t interact well but I know that something exists. The cost of the world I dream of is overrated in the business of life. Too many chances failed but I am going to come out strong. I never believed in love until I truly knew you. Sunshine on my back as we walk down these City Streets. The pebbles on the street are nothing more than a misunderstanding. I can never let you go until I...
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The Wheel of Gravity.
Living in the why, who, and how moment of life. Bracing ourselves for the fall down of the century. Wearing a smile as we hide behind the superstitions inside my mind. Believing the words are true, but we have died with the neon lights. Wabash has made me a stranger by giving me the sweetness sunrise. Stuck in the middle of knowing that everything happens for a reason. Asking myself if there is...
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All In a Menthol.
Daunting eyes with a stone-cold killer smile. The exercise inside my soul has taken away the trades I have learned through this life. A stomach full of regret but the days become harder as the prison I see in front of me spiral out the honesty I want to scream aloud. What we will remember is the times of weakness but we will prevail to become greater with time. Admiring our ways but the offer will...
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